Visions of the fractured

by Chilisha

SeverusxOC His eyes narrowed and I scrambled to my feet, matching each step toward me with an equal one back until he had me pinned against the wall. His large hand landed next to my head and he just hovered there. A thin layer of rapidly heating air the only thing that kept us from touching. I shivered under his watchful eye, his warmth beginning to seep into me as we stood there.

1. chapter 1

2/13/18

"speech" = talking

*speech* = mental communication

*~ words~* memories

Speech~ single word broken into syllables are stretched unnecessarily long

~speech~ All words inside broken into syllables are stretched unnecessarily long

Samantha POV: I sighed, plopping down heavily into the chair next to Draco. "You look like hell." "Thanks." I offered, tucking my face into the crook of my arm as fingers tentatively touched my back. *A rough night, I take it.* No verbal answer was given, none was needed. His hand brushed mine and I finally took the offer to use him as a medium in order escape my own scrambled thoughts. After 3 years it was with practiced ease that he let me enter his mind and find a safe calm spot to bury myself. *Its going to be ok.* His eyes became mine and I lifted my head as professor Snape started our way. "Perhaps, some among you, should get more sleep. Reilly." A book clipped sharply against the desk just out of my view and I stilled Draco when annoyance began filling around his mind. "Sorry professor..." The book was snatched back, being tucked against his chest as he spun quickly. Dispite the light scolding I could feel the undercurrent of concern. *He seems particularly invested in bothering you.* I hummed softly. *As if he'd just come out and say he was worried. He's not used seeing me run down. I do my very best to avoid such. He's just trying to gauge if I need medical attention.* Draco's gaze turned to me and I bit back my groan, taking in the heavy dark circles under my eyes. *Its no wonder he was worried. I really do look like hell.* Across the room Harry was craning his neck in an attempt to me better see and Draco growled at him. "Take a picture, Potter. It'll last longer!" I pushed him lightly. *Stop. I don't much care if you like him, he's still my friend. If I would have known I looked this poorly I wouldn't have came to class.* Beside me, he plopped back down into his seat. *I don't know what you see in him.* He said, eyes fixing toward the front of the class as Snape began our lesson. *You of all people should know I do not judge by the company one keeps, only their actions toward others. Often I've found that the ones that need kindness the most are the hardest to give it to. Draco.* He clenched his jaw, reaching over to flip my book open when the page number was called out. It was only for show. I couldn't see my book at all. *Pay attention to the professor.* A small smirk found its way onto my face as his eyes flicked to the page, letting me read...

My feet moved purposefully down the hall, gliding my fingers along the wall until a slight pressure charge brought them to a stop. "Only me." Draco's voice sounded somewhere in front of me and I relaxed, clicking lightly so I could find my way to him. The grainy gray shaded image produce by the sound wasn't much, but it was enough to find my target. "You got yourself lost again didn't you? I should have been there to take you back to your dorm. I know how poor you are at directions." I heaved a sigh, letting him loop an arm around my shoulder. "Thank you. But I honestly wasn't lost this time. I just can't sleep and I thought maybe if I went for a walk, it would help. Miss Norris was watching for teachers anyhow so I wouldn't be caught. Though I doubt very much Filtch would like to hear his cat is working for the enemy." Amusement flickered from my company but a loud meow had us hurrying for cover. My hands were tugged and I heard a door close very softly. I stepped back and something rattled, bringing the heavy presence of professor Snape to a halt just outside the door. *Shhh!* The jiggle of the door handle made me cringe. *Now you've done it!* "Alohomora." A soft squeak sounded and I offered a sheepish grin when the outline of a body tickled my micro filaments that feigned my hair. "Out." I winced, holding onto Draco's robe as we obeyed. The heavy burn of eyes trailed over us and I flicked mine to the floor, it wasn't as if they were doing me much good anyhow. "Now what, are 2 young Slitherens as yourselves, doing locked inside a broom closet at this hour?" Fingers curled more tightly around mine and I brushed Draco's mind, begging entry that was granted instantly. Our professors face came into view, looking harsh but not terribly unkind as he watched us intently. "There will be no, inappropriate touching, under my watch." That little voice that was supposed to regulate what I say, must have been sleeping because the first into my mind was also out of my mouth. "Oh! What a relief! I thought you were one those perverts that got off on watching kids go at it." Draco's eyes widened and he elbowed me roughly in the side. "Do you ever think about what you're saying before you open your mouth?!" Snape scowled at me. "20 points from Slitheren for your lack of respect! And you'll both be severing detention with me tomorrow! I don't take cheek from students. In my house, or otherwise. Get back to your dorms!" His hard gaze lingered on me for several moments longer before he spun, robes snapping sharply at the air in the silent hall. "Why would you say that?!" Draco demanded angrily but I just slumped into his side. "Because I have no fucking self control at the moment. I haven't slept in 3 days and I'm on the verge of another panic attack. I can't sleep because of my anxiety and the less sleep I get the worse the anxiety becomes. It's a horrible loop that I can't escape from. I hate this..." My fingers curled into his robes, holding on for dear life as I buried myself into his mind. "Something has to give Draco... I almost jumped from the tower this morning and I can't even for the life of me remember why I stepped down! I can't take feeling like this!" I unballed my fist, thumping it against his chest as I forcefully sniffled back my tears from falling. Warm arms wrapped around my back and I buried my face, using his chest to muffle my sobs as I lost my battle. "Its going to be OK... I'll stay with you from now and I won't let you go. Promise..." He said, allowing me to beat on his chest for several more moments until I tired myself out. "I don't know how much longer I can take this... Just being terrified for no reason is the worst feeling in the world and I wouldn't wish this on anyone..." Warm breaths stirred up my hair and I felt him pick me up. "I'm so sorry. I wish there was more I could do to help..." "As do I Draco. As do I..."

I didn't know just what time it was when I finally asked Draco to bring me back to my room, only that it must have been quite late. My door opened smoothly and I counted out the paces in my head. From the door to my bed was 20 steps. My knees touched the cover hanging down over the side before I crawled into it, reaching for my water glass only to find something I didn't recall having. My fingers slid across the smooth glass finding it was a rather small bottle, wide at the bottom while it thinned at the neck. My fingers felt along the table once more, finding a piece of parchment that I'd have to get Draco to read too me tomorrow. It was carefully folded and tucked away inside my robe pocket before I slumped back against my bed. It was so warm and inviting but I knew sleep would elude me on this night as well. My eyes fluttered closed, and I focused on trying to still my heart as well as my breathing. The room was so quite at this hour and the only noise to be heard was the heavy swoosh of my own pulse pounding in my ears. As if my heart were mocking my feeble attempts to relax. The thick duvet cover under me bunched up between my fingers and I swallowed thickly against the tight knot in my throat. What I wouldn't give just to be allowed to sleep...

My feet stumbled and I nearly fell, would have if it had not been for the arm slipping under mine. "Still not any better huh? I'm sorry." Harry's smooth presence filled my mind and I leaned into his side. *Thank you.* My balance reclaimed, I reached into my robe, ruffling around until I found my gifted potion. Cool glass pressed smoothly against my over warm skin and I relished in the cool. *Look at this for me?* Harry's warm weight shifted next to me and he took the bottle. My crumbled note was also handed over and I inspected the neat scrawl on the page. ~It has come to my attention that you're feeling rather stressed. I thought this may help you sleep. Your professor.~ A soft smile curved my lips, taking the potion bottle labelled draught of peace from Harry's fingers. "Who do you think left it?" My eyes darted over the bottle. "Professor Snape, most likely. It's far too difficult to be brewed by someone else. Or at least, I won't be drinking it if it were. I may be in emotional distress but I don't really want to die." Harry's eyes skated over me and I cringed as I saw just how sickly I looked. Dark bags circled under my tried eyes that were only just kept open by the panic rushing below the surface. "Are you going to drink it?" Hair ticked my eyes I shook my head. "Not at the moment. I'm going to be sure it was Snape that brewed it for me first. I have not a death wish, only a wish to feel better. Besides, right now the anxiety is the only thing keeping me awake. I'll take it after potions class and head back to bed..." He nodded, letting me lean into him as we made our way down the hall. Another presence swept into my mind suddenly, bringing annoyance with it and I heaved a sigh. "Please not now Draco. I am barely holding onto myself as is and I don't need you starting a fight..." Harry looked back and I saw Draco slowly lower his hand where it was almost touching me. He looked quite concerned and I carefully slipped out from under my guides arm. "Thank you, Harry. I appreciate your help and I wish you could get along better with Draco so I didn't have to choose who I spend time with." Draco flicked his eyes down, fist tightening some before he blew out a sigh. "Fine... I'll try to get along with him for your sake. I'll see you shortly in potions class." Annoyance still held a heavy presence in his mind but acceptance also edged in and helped to calm me in some small part. "Watch her, Potter." Draco said firmly. His eyes softened when they turned to me and he rubbed my arm lightly. *I'll see you later.* My head bobbed and Harry gently guided me away. We still had a few minutes before class after all...

The hot burn of eyes fell on me the second I walked into the door and I only just fought down my shudder. Draco turned to look at me and Harry paused beside him long enough to make sure I didn't miss the bench when sitting down. *Thank you.* He nodded, bobbing my borrowed vision before it shifted to Draco so I could see Harry's grin. *Just try to get some sleep tonight. I'll see you later.* Mild annoyance drifted from Draco and Harry finally left. *Thank you for not making a fuss earlier. I can't handle any more stress at the moment.* A warm hand laid over mine and I turned it over to interlace our fingers. *I know. You really look quite terrible. I think you need to go see madam Pomfrey. It's been 4 days Sam...* Concern weighed heavily in his mind, and mine by default. *It'll be ok. Professor Snape left a calming potion in my room last night. Or at least, I believe it was him.* His eyes flickered my way, taking my view from the dark man watching us at the front of the class. *Then why are you here and not back in your room? You could have had Potter take you there. I assume he's the one that showed you what the potion was since you clearly haven't taken it yet.* The edges of my lips played into a smirk. *As if I'd miss potions class. I'm quite good in this area and it's the only class I get to sit next to you in. Even the short time we're here helps a lot being able to share the burden.* Fingers brushed warmly against mine and I leaned over into him lightly. *I'm glad to be able to help. Oh, I have a date for our trip to Hogsmeade. I nearly forgot to tell you.* My eyes widened slightly before I grinned, nudging his side with my elbow. *Yeah? That's great Draco! So who is it?* His vision shifted, glancing across the room, mid way back to a dark haired Hufflepuff. She was shorter than me but if memory severed her small stature was made up for by her exuberant personality. Her hand shot up and she waved happily, making me smile wider. *She's quite cute Draco.* A soft chuckle tickled my filaments and I shivered at the feeling. *She is very cute. More talkative than I'm used to, but I like her. She's a lot like you when you're not stressed. Not so much chattering, but she is very kind and fiercely protective over her friends.* Bright blue eyes darted away, a deep blush covering her face when Draco winked at her. *I believe she's had a crush on you for a while. May be best to explain us to her. She most likely thinks we're a couple.* He laughed lightly. *I already told her we're only close friends and she knows you'll be joining us on the trip as well. Unless you'd prefer to go with Potter.* Slight annoyance leaked from him but I could feel he was doing his best to hide it. *I'm not sure yet. I don't want to make her uncomfortable and cause any issues between you. Girls don't enjoy having other woman hanging off their boyfriends and it's bound to cause to some resentment.* His shoulders rolled. *We've been friends since the first year and I'm not going to leave you behind.* I smiled, squeezing his hand. *I wasn't suggesting you do such, Draco. Only that a bit of distance could benefit this new relationship. Besides, Harry is quite capable of helping me out. He's also aware if what I need, and dispite your dislike of him he's helped me quite a lot.* He sighed before pulling his eyes to our professor as he stopped at our desk. A small glass vile clicked softly against the worn, fire scorched top. "I trust you'll not be any more trips to the tower?" The soft flesh of my lip bleed as my teeth punctured through the skin. "Your sneaking, while not appreciated, will hopefully have results that are. Thank you, professor." He nodded curtly, leaving my potion on the desk. Several jealous glances were cast toward me but Draco's glare warded them off. "What are you looking at!?" Their eyes skittered away, going back to their papers as they were handed out. One was laid on my desk and I traced the corners. Memorizing the distance between questions from Draco's page before picking my quill and scrawling my name in the top left corner. He took the page from under my hands, roughly scoring a line under each question so I could map my way over the parchment. *You ready for this?* *Yep! I studied with Harry. What about you?* I asked, reading the first question from his page. *I'm quite sure I'll score well. Probably not was well as you though. You're usually several points higher in grades than me. Maybe next time I'll steal you away from Potter. He can study with Granger.* I chuckled softly, filling in the second question. *Sounds fair. I study more with him than I do with you. Mostly because his grades need more help than yours. He just doesn't seem to get potions like we do.* Draco's head inclined lightly. *So tell new more about your little flufflepuff.* Embarrassment flickered from him making me smirk. *Her name is Sara. There's not much to tell yet. I've just asked her out yesterday, but you were far too stressed out to bring that up. Watching her around others I know that she's kind and rather on the nervous side unless someone is bullying others, but not much more than that.* A quick glance was tossed her way to see she was already quite busy on her test. "Eyes on your own papers Mr. Malfoy. Miss. Reilly." Professor Snape promoted and I failed miserably at keeping the amusement from my face when he cuffed me on the back of my head with a fist full of papers. "Something you find funny, Reilly?" My head shook side to side. "Nothing professor." Draco flicked a glance at him, letting me see his dark eyes scrutinizing me. The thick undertone of worry concealed in their depths offered a small level of comfort. There was little doubt he could see the pain and fear in mine even with Draco doing his best to shield me from it. I sighed, pulling out my potion and sipping at it. The bitter flavor nipped at my tongue unpleasantly and I made a face, downing the rest with a shiver before holding it out to my professor. A bit of relief colored his emotions as he took the small bottle from my fingers. "Now I have to hope I can make it through this test before passing out..." Draco nudged me. "Don't worry. I'll carry you back to the dorm if I have to. You haven't slept in days and you really need it." A greatfull smile was aimed toward him and he brushed away the hair from my eyes. "Finish your test." Fingers rapped sharply against the scared desk top trice before Snape made his way back to the head of class. A deep sigh escaped, already feeling the effects of the potion. It flooded my body, fighting back the unease and pain until only calm remained. My vision blurred as my connection with Draco became fuzzy. *I don't think I'm going to make it Draco...* He sat up straight next to me, looking over and I realized my eyes had closed against my will. My head bobbed and my vision faded leaving me completely blind. Strong arms kept me from falling from the bench and I buried myself into his mind to escape my growing embarrassment. "That was allot quicker than I expected." A whimper sounded and it took me a second to register it was me. "The anxiety was the only thing keeping me awake..." My voice sounded slurred even to my own ears as the ground fell out from under, me making me scramble for hold. "I'm not going to drop you. Relax." I swallowed thickly against the haze but it was for naught. The heavy presence of my professor encroached into my rapidly fading mind and I was jostled into another set of arms. "Finish your test Mr. Malfoy. I'll take her to her room." My head lolled back, leaning heavily against what I thought was his shoulder. The strong protective aura my professor emitted finally lost my battle against sleep and everything faded into black...

Severus POV: A deep breath was drug roughly into my lungs as I watched the limp young girl in my arms. Dark lashes shielded sightless blue eyes set in a face far too innocent for the dark secret she kept. Or rather, I kept. The complete improbability that was currently slumped in my arms had defied all odds on numerous occasions. Not just by living, but by becoming the young woman she was today. The dark blood soaked past she came from had failed in dragging her down the same path, at least, as of yet. Watching her around others I couldn't even imagine she shared any part of her father. Her normally kind nature and stead fast determination to help any she saw in need went against everything her parents stood for. A small mew escaped my sleeping self imposed charge, and her face nuzzled into my chest. Briefly, I wondered what she would think if she knew this wasn't the first time I'd carried her to her bed. Dark hair framed her face, falling into her eyes for me to brush away. It was truly difficult to understand just how much she'd grown since she was gone. Not only in body, but in mind as well. Clearly allowing her to be taken was the right decision. They had cared for her well until she was ready to return home. Soft warm breaths brushed over my chest, seeping through my shirt to tickled the skin under it as I carefully arranged her onto the bed. Small fingers caught my hand from pulling away and I froze there, fearing I may have woken her. A deep breath flared her nostrils lightly but she remained sleeping. My fingers finally slipped from her grasp to tug up the heavy comforter around her shoulders. I couldn't bring myself to leave her side just yet however, though I scanty had reason for staying. Still, I found my feet stuck to the floor as I watched her intently. It was only because I needed to be sure she was alright. After all, the potion was a very difficult one to brew, I assured myself, though it sounded a lie even to my ears. My fist clenched at my side. No, I couldn't blame my lingering on the potion. Even something that advanced was easily brewed without a hiccup. Resentment tightened in my chest as I watched Samantha turn her in sleep, as if searching for me. Guilt. That was kept me here. Guilt for taking her parents from her. Guilt for not caring for her as I should have. Guilt, for not telling her the truth, that she wasn't as alone as she though. There was so much I couldn't tell her, and that was only one more thing to weight on me. All her truths had been so meticulously covered over in order to protect her, that everything she was had been wiped away. It was best. I knew it was best. But also that it would never last. She would have to know the truth one day and I'd have to be the one to give it. To tell her that I'd lied to her everyday she'd seen me. That I'd been the one to steal away her family. The hot irony taste of blood bit at my tongue and I realized I'd bitten through it. I wondered what she'd do when she found out. The thought that she may follow the same path I had in the heat of anger sparked a fear in me that I'd only ever felt once before. No matter how dubious that course of action was to occur it couldn't cool the trepidation it caused. Samantha shifted against her bed, fingers reaching out until I slipped mine into them. The the slight cool they gave off felt good against my skin and I squeezed lightly, relishing in this small comfort. Even unconscious, a small smile tugged her lips up and I just stood there, letting her hold onto me for a long time. It was only when the heavy burn of eyes settled against my back that I managed to let her go in order to face Dumbledore. "I trust she is finally sleeping well, Severus." My head inclined toward him as he stepped over to watch her. "She has grown immensely since you took her that night." Contemplative eyes swept over mine and I clenched my fist. "There are times I wonder what would have happened if I kept her as her mother wanted." A hand fell onto my shoulder. "Dwelling, on what could have been, rarely ends well, Severus. I do not believe, that the fate she would have been dealt, had you kept her, would have favored her, so much as this one. She was far better off, being raised away from all this, and being shielded from the truth, until she, is ready. I often find the best way to get to know some one, is to place them around others that are inferior." A heavy breath whoshed from my chest and I finally turned from my sleeping charge. "She doesn't know an inferior." A small sort of half smile caught the headmaster's lips as his head lowered to look at me over his glasses. "Indeed, that has proven to be one of her most, admirable, qualities, and isn't likely to change easily. I'm well aware you fear she will follow the same path as her parents, but from what I've seen, she lacks the ability, to hate. Fear does no good, Severus. Now, if I'm not mistaken, you have a class of students, waiting on you." I sighed, glancing at Samantha once more before forcing myself from her room.

Samantha POV: My sleep muddled mind finally began clearing once more and I sat up in bed, legs dangling over the edge as I tried to gauge what time it was. There was no sound outside my room so it was either quite late at night or class had already started. A hand ran back my false hair before down my chest, finding I was still dressed. For the life of me I couldn't remember figure out how I'd gotten here. The last thing I remembered was being in potion class, then dreaming that professor Snape had been carrying me. Perhaps it wasn't so much a dream at all. My face heated up at the thought and I covered my blush behind my hands. I'd be lying if I said I didn't have a crush on my professor, though, so did most of the other girls in my class. I however didn't share the same foolish notions that it could ever be more than a one sided attraction. My hands finally fell from my face, planting on my bed to help me push up from it so I could shuffle across the room, losing my dirty clothes on the way. A few soft clicks ensured I had no company before darting through the room and into the bath to draw my water... Thick plumes of steam billowed around the room, filling my lungs with each breath and clinging moistly against my skin. The spigot was cold against my hand as I turned the temperature back to something I could handle before slipping into the hot water. It felt amazing on my back and I sagged to my knees under the heavy spray, just letting it pelt down on me for several moments. The heavy pressure played in my hair, twisting it into knots down my back and I ran my fingers through it. A sigh whoshed from my lungs and I sat up from the wall, reaching for my shampoo to lather my hair thickly in it. Scrubbing away the oil and dirt from the last several days felt amazing and for a long few moments I just relished in the feeling of being clean. Finally, the soap was rinsed from my hair, conditioner taking its place. My eyes fluttered closed, sinking into the hot water, just enjoying my few moments of peace before I had to leave once again. Perhaps I could talk professor Snape into another batch of potion. It had done wonders for allowing my sleep. I doubted he'd deny me if I ask. There is a part of him that been endeared to me from almost day one, though he tried his best to hide it. It was confusing but very sweet how he looked after me when he thought no one would know. A soft smile tugged up my lips before I ducked under the water to clean away the conditioner from my hair. Hopefully I hadn't missed potions class...

Feet shuffled in the hall creating a fuzzy image in my mind as I picked my way through the students. A familiar calm aura tickled my senses and I followed its pull until I managed to block Percy's path. "Something you needed Samantha?" I offered a smile. "Yeah, I was hoping you could tell me what time it was?" The grainy outline nodded his head. "Its 6:45, Sam." A dissapointed huff escaped and I sagged some. "Damn. Thanks Percy..." He felt if he wanted to say something but I left before he could. I had really hoped to talk to Snape. Even being out here this short time I was already feeling the effects of stress. My mind being open to emotions of other as it was, picked up on everything. It acted as a sponge, sucking up any emotion near by and flooding my psyche with an tsunami of feelings I had nothing to do with. I needed to find Draco, or Harry. The warm breeze drifting down the corridor indicated that one or both may be outside, which worked just as well for me. There would be more space out there between me and other students beyond this cramped hall way anyhow... It was with practiced ease that I picked my way around the grounds with my soft clicks granting me a improvised vision of any obstacles that may trip me up. "Hermione!" A voice that I reconized as Harry snapped in what sounded to be shock and I quickened my pace to find 4 people standing behind some rocks. "Watch your mouth you filthy little mudblood!" My eyes widened, stepping into view. "Draco..." The blurred figure spun and I let out a long breath. "Samantha!" My hand shot up between us, halting him from coming any closer. "Just go..." A heavy sadness thrumed against my mind as he edged closer. "Sam I just!-" "Go. I don't care what happened, Draco. There's no excuse for calling her such an awful name. I'm not going to fight with you, but I don't want you around right now either." A second shape I assumed was Harry hurried several steps closer as Draco stomped by me. "For once I can see why he was upset. I think she was joking, but Hermione suggested that maybe you and professor Snape were- Um. Seeing, each other." He felt rather embarrassed and I breathed out a long breath, glancing toward the long haired shape. "You think professor Snape fucks children. I'm quite certain he'd love to hear your opinion on him, Granger. This is the reason I don't involve myself with many people. Pity some have nothing better to do than talk about others." Harry rubbed the back of his head. "I'm really sorry Sam. I can't believe she would say something like that!" Hermione quick stepped closer, though not enough that I was forced to feel her emotions. Her stance indicated regret though. "I'm sorry! I just!-" I held up my hand. "I'm in no mood to talk to you right now. I'll only end up saying something I don't mean." "But I-" She tried, but abruptly cut off as I leveled her with a firm look. "When I'm in a better mood you may plead your case. I just can't believe you'd say something like that..." Harry caught my arm, sorrow weaving through his smooth aura. "Come on. It's almost dinner time anyhow." A light knock was given against his mind and he welcomed me in instantly, allowing me to see just how distressed Hermione looked. *So what exactly did happen?* I asked as he began guiding me away. *We were walking and I guess Malfoy was coming to ask about you probably.* My elbow bumped him lightly. *Perhaps just showing me the memory will be easier.* *Oh! Yeah I guess.* He seemed rather flustered and I knew it had really bothered him as the memory played out for me. *~He glanced over at Hermione as she made a face. "I just don't understand why professor Snape had to carry her. Malfoy already had her." Ron shrugged, stuffing liccrous into his mouth. "He is the head of house. He's responsible for all the Slitherens, and who's to say Malfoy wouldn't do something while she was sleeping?" Harry pulled a face, looking to him. "I may not like Malfoy much but I know he wouldn't hurt her." Ron's snack was finished off before he spoke again. "Snape don't know that. If something would have happened it would have been his fault. Plus boys aren't allowed in the girl common room." Harry nodded sharply. "Exactly." Hermione huffed, spinning on them. "But isn't it weird that he stayed so long? You don't think. That they could be having sex, do you?" Both boys froze and Harry recovered first. "Hermione!" She winced, looking down as they stared in shock at her. Someone snarled, and Draco stepped around some rocks. "Watch your mouth you filthy little mudblood!" Her books were clutched tighter and her eyes widened looking behind the boys. "Draco..." All 3 of them spun around to at me.~* I backed out of his mind, having seen what I needed. *I need to find Draco. I know he's probably quite upset at me but I knew I'd only end up yelling.* Harry laughed, nudging my side as he grinned at me. "I don't think I've ever heard you yell Sam. I'm sure he'll understand why you told him to go."

A small sigh escaped as we entered the great hall. There weren't many people here yet. Only a handful of students had found their way here thus far. The staff table mirrored the rest of the room, seating just Dumbledore and Snape. The later was watching me rather intently. My borrowed vision shifted from my professor to Draco who was looking at me equally as closely. We came to a stop next to him and I slid onto the bench. "I'll see you later, Sam." Fingers brushed over my arm as Harry stepped away, leaving me with Draco. "Thought you didn't want to see me anymore?!" He hissed irritably, and I cast a exasperated smile his way. "I never said I didn't want to see you anymore you dolt! Only that I didn't want you around at the moment because I was upset and didn't want to snap at you." Annoyance still held a heavy presence in his aura but it was waning steadily. "Look. I appreciate that you want to defend me Draco. It makes me feel good that you'd stand up for me, but don't do it as a bully. There wasn't any reason you had to call her such an awful name, none at all." "Do you even know what she said about you?!" His balled fist hit the table, making me jump at the sudden loud bang and he froze next to me, fist rising and falling a few times as he attempted to reign in his temper. "I'm sorry, I just... If she says that and someone else hears, you'd be mocked relentlessly for something that wasn't even true! I know you're going through so much now and I'm scared it'd kill you..." Warm fingers wrapped around mine snugly and I leaned into his side. At least until a shy little voice cut in. "Um, hi Samantha! I was wondering if you'd mind me sitting here with Draco?!" He turned around, and finally let me into his mind so I could see Sara standing there looking quite flustered. A smile was given and I slid down, patting the space between us for her to climb nervously into. "Thanks! I worried that maybe you wouldn't want me around, or maybe you were in the middle of something, or Draco could have changed his mind about going out with me! Oh no! He did tell you right?! I mean I know you're really good friends and everything and that's fine! But when he asked me out I said yes and I really like him! Have for a while now! We're going to Hogsmeade together but you're welcome to join us if you want! I would never!-" My pointer and index finger pressed against her forehead, bringing her rambled to an end when it became apparent she was incapable of doing so herself. "Breath, Flufflepuff." Her face grew beat red, hugging the few books in her arms as though they could save her from this embarrassment. "Draco told me that you're his girlfriend and I by no means will come between that. He is a very good friend of mine but that is all. I don't want you to feel as though you're being pushed out and I expect that if you begin to feel as though I'm coming between you, you'll tell me. I always do my very best to speak my mind once it's clear and I want no less from you. I'm happy for you and Draco and I hope that I can come to call you a friend as well." Her eyes lite up and she grabbed my hands, letting lose a shrill squeal of happiness that made me cringe away. "Keeping that to a minimum would be greatly appreciated. I very sensitive hearing." Hands flew to her mouth, covering it as she babbling an appology behind them until I dropped one of my own onto the top of her head, ruffling her hair lightly. "Its OK. You're cute, I can see why Draco likes you." Excited pleasure pulsed warmly from her soft yet potent aura and I found myself relaxing, at least for the moment. *I like her very much. Her feelings drown out all the negative ones I took in. Better keep an eye on her Draco, I'll have her packed away in my pocket.* He covered his laugh with a cough, pleasure from my approval coloring his emotions. *Maybe I'll have to keep her around. You do look much better just since she sat with us.* I inclined my head slightly. *I suck up any emotions around and I prefer joy to sorrow or anxiety. With the up coming tests everyone is getting anxious and it's all building up on me.* He caught my hand, rubbing lightly before letting go. "I'm just glad you're doing better for now. And I'm sorry for calling Granger a mudblood. It was out of line I guess." Sara looked confused but I wasn't about to tell someone I'd only just met something that only my closest friends knew. Ron and Hermione didn't even know about me being blind, let alone that I was a telepath capable of feelings the emotions of others. "It was, and for all either of us know, I could be, as you say, a mudblood. Don't forget, Draco, I don't have the faintest idea who my real parents are." He draw back, jaw tightening. "Don't ever refer to yourself like that again!" My shoulders rolled in a shrug. "It could just as easy be true. It would explain why they didn't want me..." Even after all this time it hurt that they had just left me in some park to be found. My fingers tightened against the table, but they weren't there long before Draco was on my other side. An arm looped around my waist and I buried myself into his mind. Eking out a safe little nitch to hide from my own tormented emotions. "Samantha... I'm sorry..." Warm weight pressed into my other side and I saw Sara watching me intently from Draco's eyes. "I never knew my dad either. I know it's hard. I'm sorry..." Her smaller hands found mine and after a second I squeezed back, just taking in the comfort she offered. It was nice having her around...

Time skip

Severus POV: My eyes drifted to Samantha once more as she squirmed against her chair. Malfoy had been throwing her red faced glances since the beginning of class and I was growing rather concerned. The bell finally rang but she remained in her chair, still squiggling about as everyone else, including Malfoy, filtered from the room. Potter had stopped for a moment before blushing and shooting me a half cringed smile. Light blue eyes flickered over me as I purposefully clicked my shoes against the floor. "Something you needed, Miss. Reilly?" Her head bobbed lightly, eyes flicking to the floor as though it mattered where she was looking. I had to hand it to her, if I hadn't have kept a watch on her since she was a toddler, I likely wouldn't be able to tell she was blind. "I ah... I just got my period..." It was so soft I nearly missed it. "What?" It wasn't as though I hadn't heard her, more like wistful thinking that maybe that wasn't what she meant to say. Arms snapped against her chest and she whimpered in distress until I set my shoulders with a roll. "I didn't know what to do! I thought because you were the head of house and I know you that It'd be easier to tell you than madam Pomfry!" She blurted, face cherry red and I sighed. "Very well. I'll escort you down to medical and stay while you ask." Arms wound around my waist and I heaved a breath, patting her head. Just how had she grown up this much already?... The walk down to medical seemed to take much longer than I remembered as Samantha shuffled dejectedly next me. We finally made it and the healer met us. "Professor Snape. What seems to be the matter with your young student?" Sam groaned, pulling my robe away from my side to hide her face, clearly having little interest in explaining her visit. "She is having her first monthly cycle and is rather embarrassed." Madam Pomfrey offered a sympathetic look even though it was lost on her. "Come on now. I'll get you all fixed up dear. All women must go through this eventually and while it certainly isn't fun, it will be ok." It was quite clear Samantha didn't want to go, but she finally released me and shuffled listlessly to the healer's side to be guided away...

Samantha POV: I sighed, sinking back against the grass as the sun warmed my cheeks. It was a very nice today and I relished the fleeting peace granted to me by professor Snape. I tried to use the calming draught as infrequently as possible but today had been quite rough. Soon I'd have to do more than put a band aid over the wound. Perhaps Snape could help teach me how to shield emotions as well. It was no secret that he was quite the skilled Legilimen. That would require him knowing everything though and I wasn't so sure I wanted another person knowing my weakness. Though, out of everyone, I knew that I could trust him. Something in me just knew that no matter what happened, he'd always protect me and any secrets I gave him. So long as they wouldn't put me in danger anyhow. Maybe later, for now I just wanted to rest- A scream startled my eyes open and I growled, sweeping off into the direction it came from. Over the next hill 5 shapes became visible, one of them being held in the air, by Levicorpus, I presumed. By their height I'd guess they were at least fifth years. "Samantha!" Sara whimpered loudly when she saw me and I picked my way down the winding tree roots. Nearly falling several times before finally missing a step and tumbling head over heels into the group who burst into laughter. "Leave her alone!" My cheeks burnt from embarrassment at my impromptu entrance. "Or what?! You'll tell the professor?!" Someone shoved me and I caught their arm, slipping under it and sending them sprawling onto the ground with a snarl. "I said, leave her alone." The distinctly male presence climbed back to his feet as his friends all laughed. "Come on Victor! She's just a little girl! You can take her!" One of the skinnier ones yelled and I slid back, settling into a defensive stance. This, Victor rushed me and I ducked low, grabbing one leg, using it flip him over. My feet found purchase on his back and I flipped up, landing several feet away on the uneven ground. "I'm going to kill you!!" I danced out of his way, planting my foot against his ass when he passed by. He didn't have time to correct and ran head first into a tree. "Liberacorpus." Sara tumbled from the air and I caught her in my arms, setting her down quickly as Victor pulled out his wand. Mine thrumed warmly against my fingers as he aimed it at me. "I'm warning you. Walk away." He snarled, lashing out and I flicked the attack away. "Your nothing but a reject! Your parents didn't even want you!" "You leave her alone! She's twice the witch you'll ever be!" Sara snapped angrily and I pushed her back behind me. "Stay right there! Don't take your eyes off him unless I tell you other wise!" I hadn't intended to tell her, much less like this but things had escalated far quicker than I'd anticipated and backing down was already out of the question. My mind slipped into her's without gaining permission, something I did with much regret and I made sure to push that along as I blocked another blow. Vaulkx, my wand felt pleasantly warm against my skin as we I volleyed back and forth with Victor. It wasn't lost on me the he was greatly holding back either. Only using enough force to stop the incoming attack. "This is your last warning! Back off! I don't want to hurt you!" He snarled, running several steps and I lashed out with a disarming charm. He flew backwards, landing against a downed tree. When he got back up he was seething and I gripped Vaulkx tighter. The other 3 stepped forward, brandishing their wands and I slid back a step, keeping Sara shielded as 3 more arcs joined Victor's. My magic surged, forming a strong barrier to protect us as Vaulkx snarled against my mind. *I tire of this game. I've held back only for your sake but they're coming after you with the intent to seriously hurt if not kill you both.* I growled low, keeping Sara behind me as Victor flung his wand out again. The heavy arc of magic rushed toward me and Vaulkx meet it. My shield held strong under the other 3 attacks for the moment but I had my doubts it would do so much longer. *Then we end it here, but only the threat!* He nudged his agreement at me, releasing some of our carefully held control. Purple arcs raced down the red, and Victor's wand shattered. A scream echoed from him and I snapped away the connection as he clutched his bleeding hand. The other 3 broke off their attacks almost instantly and took a collective step back. The heavy pounding of feet made Sara look there but quickly snapped back when she realized the mistake. *They're not a threat anymore. You can stop watching them.* I lowered Vaulkx to my side as Snape and McGonagall ran up. Sara clung to my back. "He said he was going to kill us!" I caught her shaking hands in mine after tucking Vaulkx away and she buried her face in my back, leaving me with only the grainy outline of the 2 professors. Their auras told me what their faces couldn't. Both were impressed, Snape by how I'd handled myself and McGonagall for my control in not doing more damage than I did. "I don't know just what is going on here but I can only assume you 4 have a very good reason for picking on students 3 years younger than yourselves!" She snapped angrily as Snape dropped a hand on my head, rifling up my already messy hair. "Clearly~ Gryffindor house is falling in standards. Particularly, in honor." He said, removing his hand as Sara finally peeked out once more, granting me vision. "Just what are you doing here anyhow Miss. Reilly?" McGonagall asked, looking me over to see if I was hurt. "They were picking on me and she came to make them leave me be! They wouldn't go away though! They attacked us professor!" Professor Snape looked mildly surprised, McGonagall much more so. "You came down here just to save her? Forgive me if I'm a bit suspect, but Slitherens rarely try to help anyone outside of their house." A withering glare was cast her way and I shifted my attention to my head of house. Addressing him with the response that should have been McGonagall's "I don't much care what you think. You're opinion is of little consequence to me. Though perhaps if you'd do a better job at running your house I would not have to save those they choose to victimize, Professor." Her mouth dropped open, watching me in shock and Snape fought back his smirk. He couldn't do the same for the ammused pride I felt though, and it honestly took me off guard for a moment to know he was proud of me. "You are far more gifted than I had thought Miss. Reilly and I believe you earned 50 points toward your house. Wouldn't you agree, McGonagall?" She watched me hard. "Despite showing such little respect for her elders, I do suppose that it took some guts to stand against 4 wizards that had several years of schooling on them and still come out on top. As for you 4! You'll be serving detention for the next month! And anymore slip ups like this will get all expelled! 20 points will be taken from Gryffindor for your actions! Each! Now get back to the castle and have that arm checked on!" Sara stuck her tongue out at them as they begrudgingly began on their way back. "Thanks Sam..." I patted her hands lightly, before pulling her from my back to look her over. There was some dirt and a few scraps on her knees but over all she looked to be ok. "Knees together." *And keep looking at them.* She obeyed instantly even though she wobbled a bit at the the unnatural stance. I brushed Vaulkx along her torn skin and she shivered a little. "Tergeo." The drying blood dissipated from her wounds so I could see the scuffs had looked much worse than they were. "Episkey." Her eyes widened above me as the scratches vanished before I stood once more, laughing when she jumped onto me. "Come on Flufflepuff. I believe you've had enough running around for a while." Her head bobbed quickly against my shoulder. "You're still banged up though. I saw you fall and I know it hurt." "I'll be fine." *Just so long as you watch my step going back up this hill.* I added and she nodded once more, clinging to my back so the line of sight was more natural...

The hot burn of eyes skittered over me as the sound of foot falls coming my way quickly tickled my ears. Vaulkx slipped into my hands and I spun, jabbing my pursuer in the neck before I realized it was Draco at the other end. He looked quite shocked and I carefully pulled my hand down, watching me warily. "What happened?!" Vaulkx was tucked away in my robe pocket and I heaved a sigh. "A few sixth year boys thought is be cute to pick on Sara. Snape and McGonagall sent them away but I'm not so sure I've seen the last of them. I'm rather on the jumpy side at the moment. I'm sorry." My face was turned side to side, an angry snarl building in his chest. "They did this to you?! Wait until my father hears about this! I'll find out who they are and they won't bother either of you again!" Sara huffed. "Honestly Draco, I don't think they'll mess with Sam again! She was amazing! You should have seen her! She was all like, you better back off! But they wouldn't! And they all ganged on us at once! But Sam wasn't having any of it! She fought them all back and scattered the biggest ones wand! His friends backed off real quick then! That's when the professors showed up and Sam got 50 points for your house!" I cringed away from her over loud voice and rubbed at my right ear she'd been yelling into. "I thought we talked about noise levels?" A gasp hissed against my ear and she covered her mouth. "Oh no! I'm so sorry! I did it again didn't I?!" "Still doing it." Self aimed annoyance flicker from the girl currently draped over my back and I breathed a sigh. "Calm down. I'm not angry, you just need to learn to be more quite." For a moment she felt thoughtful before leaning fully against me once more. The heavy tingle of her thoughts skittered around my mind and I finally laughed at just how light she made me feel. "Draco knows fully well that I am blind. Harry Potter as well, but outside of that no one knows. I'm also a skilled telepath and empath which means I can not only catch any thoughts you're having but also your feelings. The latter proves quite troubling since I soak up the emotions of people around me and if those happen to be negative, then I suffer for it." A tight little frown pulled her lips down. "You can't stop it?" Distress for me hung heavy around us. "Hearing the thoughts of others? For the most part its selective now, though strong thoughts still sneak through. For example, if you'd want to talk to me by thought, just say in your head what you want me to hear." A finger pressed against her lip before grinning. *That was really cool what you did back there. I wish I could be that brave...* I smiled, reaching up to run my fingers through her hair. "There's a difference between being brave and being foolish. And quite honestly, what I did, was foolish. Going into it I didn't know that I could fend them off and I was only buying time and hoping that someone would show up. You might not believe this, but it came as quite the shock to me when I felt how much Vaulkx was holding back against them." She pulled a face. "Vaulkx is her wand. He was able to feed off the psychic energy she emits and become fully sentiment. Animals also react the same way if she doesn't actively shield her mind. They form a deep bond in just moments and will do anything she bids them too." Draco said, standing beside and slightly in front of me. "That is so awesome! So that's why you're always hanging onto Draco! Because you need him to see..." A tingue of regret ebbed from her. "I'm sorry... I know you said tell you if I started to feel left out but I didn't want to upset you. It's ok now though because I know you need him to get around. Thanks again for saving me. I really do appreciate it!" She said cheerfully once more and I rubbed her head lightly. "You're welcome. Now, if you'll excuse me, I need to go talk to Professor Snape. I'm hoping that he may be able to train me to shield emotions as I can thoughts. If all else fails I'll just ware you around school like a scarf. Your mind is more potent than others and usually remains dominant even when in groups. Meaning instead of picking up the heavy negative emotions I'm more prone to recive your joy. Unfortunately, in most all our classes you're seated a fair distance away and I was unable to make the connection without using force that would have without a doubt alerted you to my probing." A sad frown crossed her face but she slid from my back none the less. "I'll find a way to help you!" I had no doubt she would...

The blurry shape ahead of me stopped short and I was able to catch up with my Professor. "You should have those bruises looked at, Reilly." I hadn't even realized that I gotten bruises. "I'm OK Sir! I actually wanted to speak with you... I'm quite aware that you're a skilled Legilimen and, well I'm having a bit of an issue..." A hand dropped onto my head, rubbing softly. "You want help in blocking the emotional back lash from others." My eyes widened, looking at him in shock and I wondered if he'd read my mind just now. "It hasn't escaped my notice that your panic attacks are directly linked to the state of the other students. Most notably durning testing." A soft trill escaped and I sagged under my Professors hand. "Then will you please help me?" He inclined his head. "I will do my best, though I must warn you that it won't be easy. Blocking someone from reading your emotions is not the same as shielding yourself from everyone elses. It is entirely possible that I'll be unable to meet your goals. Perhaps keeping around that Hufflepuff that's so fond of you close could prove benificial. She seems to have a strong calming effect on you. Or another medium. Perhaps a pet that you can devlve into in order to shield you. Then maybe you can reframe from blundering blindly around the castle at all hours of the night because you lost your way as well." Silence stretched between us as I watched him wearily, trying to wrap my mind around the fact that he really knew my deepest help secret. "Who else knows I'm blind?..." A hand fell onto my shoulder and he gently tugged me after him. "Only Dumbledore and myself. He is also aware of your formidable mental abilities." My head swam as he led me deep into the dungon where his chambers were concealed. "As you no doubt know, in order to attempt to build your resistance I will have to attempt to penetrate your mind and you fight against me." He lifted his wand and I felt the brush of the another against my mind, my defenses held strong though and I got a sinking feeling that my telepathy and my empathy may be bridged too far apart to patch them like this. Snape lowered his wand, watching me with a heavily contemplative look. "You've had training in this before." His failure to get through only deepened my suspicion that he wouldn't be able to help as I'd hoped. "From another very potent telepath." A moment longer was spent watching me before his wand was tucked away. "I supected as much... It's not your ability to keep others out that's to blame. Not for thoughts in any case, though it seems your mind is quite a bit stronger than I anticipated. I do not believe I can you help filter out the emotions of others. Your unique attributes are, unfortunately, yours alone in learning to deal with. My suggestion of a pet still stands. Something with a strong, keen and, penetrating mind. A cat perhaps." I heaved a sigh, sinking into his large arm chair. "I was afraid of that... Thank you Professor..." Snape inclined his head, eyes tracking me as I rose from his chair after resting for moment and made my way out of his room. So much for that plan...

Harry was talking to Draco when I finally found my way to the great hall and plopped heavily onto the bench next to Sara who was probing at my mind instantly. No one else but Snape had been able to prod me back and I wondered if maybe she would be a Legilimen someday. "Everyone is saying you beat up 4 sixth year boys from my house." I rolled my eyes, allowing Sara into my mind to flit around. "I didn't beat anyone up. They were tormenting Flufflepuff here and I told them to back off. They didn't listen and one got his wand shattered and a nasty cut on his hand, but that's it." Harry grinned. "Still though! That's brilliant! Holding your own against 4 older students and coming out on top!" "Why don't you just kiss her already, Potter!?" Draco snapped, clearly annoyed to be hovered over and I laughed at the face Harry pulled. "So what did Professor Snape say?" My grin fell slightly. "He suggested that I get a cat to be my medium because he couldn't help me. Something with a keen and penetrating mind, I believe is what he said, could be used as a shield to block out unwanted emotions." Draco looked thoughtful for a moment and I got the impression that he was up to something but choose to let it go. "I'm sorry you didn't get the help you wanted." Harry said, sliding into the seat beside me. "I'll be fine. This year is almost up anyhow. When I return home I'll look into another pet. Perhaps a snake, I had a rather pleasant conversation with a gardener snake once. Then he got eaten by a hawk..." Sara huffed. "Replacing me already?" The barest hints of a smile tugged up my lips before I ruffled her hair. "You can't be tailing after me all day long little Flufflepuff. You have your own issues to worry about. As do I." Her face pulled into a pout but faded when I nudged into her. "Perk up. You act as if I just said we can't be friends anymore. As much as I like you, you can't be at my side constantly. You'll make Draco jealous because you like me better." I smirked and Draco pushed me lightly with a laugh. "You wish! You couldn't possibly compete with all this." A smile covered his face, leading into the joke and I bounced back against his hand when he reached around Harry to push me. "I don't know. Some hair bleach and oil would get me pretty close." Harry barked a laugh, shaking his head. "As if Sam." A hand pushed my head lightly and I leaned into it, sobering. "Oh... I'm tired already." Draco's touch lingered for moment before drifting down to hold my hand. "The feast will start within 15 minutes then you can go back and sleep." Sara pressed more fully into my side, looking up at me. "You do look tired." I sighed, just enjoying the pleasant heat next to me. "I didn't sleep well last night. I finally broke down and asked Professor Snape for another vile calming draught. They make me sleepy though." Harry slid a bit closer. "I'll take you back take you your room after we eat. You should probably talk to Hermione though. She feels really bad about upsetting you." I snorted. "She should feel bad. Something like, that even suggested could ruin Professor Snape and cause me a lot of grief too. I'm still not sure I want to talk to her." He winced, flicking his eyes away from mine. "She didn't mean it though, and really is sorry, Sam. It was just something stupid that slipped out." An annoyed look was cast his way but he held firm, setting his shoulders in the way he always did when he wouldn't back down on an issue. I groaned, head falling backwards before standing from my seat, with a resentful scowl. "Fine! You're lucky you're cute." His shoulders sagged and he grinned at me. Sara clung to my side, not letting me get more than a step ahead of her as we made our way down the table. My hands fell onto the darkened wooden surface sharply, startling Hermione into looking at me. "5 minutes. Explain yourself." Her mouth fell open several times and I tipped my head, waiting for her finally manage to speak. "I just!-... When I said, what I said. I wasn't really thinking. It just slipped out. I didn't really think that you'd do something like that. It was only a stupid thought that I didn't catch in time!" She rushed, stumbling over a few words. "Haven't you ever said something stupid that you regretted?" "Most assuredly. I do believe we all have at some point in time, but my slips didn't come with the threat of ruining peoples lives. Do you have any idea what would have happened if someone heard you and repeated it someone else? Pretty soon the entire school would be convinced that your mispoken question was fact instead of speculation. I know exactly how rumors work and I'm just greatfull it was Draco that happened to over hear it and no one else!" She cringed away, turning her eyes to the table top. "I said I was sorry... I don't know what else you want me to say!" A deep sigh puffed up my chest and Sara sank deeper into my mind, driving away the stress growing there. "I don't want you to say anything, Granger. I'm angry and hurt that you would even ask something like that and nothing you can say will make it any better. I'm sure I'll move on in time but I can't say how long that will be. The only reason I'm over here now is because of Harry's insistence and I'm trying very hard not to let my temper get the best of me." Her fingers tightened into the fabric of her robe. "I'm really sorry..." She repeated, but I wasn't in any mood to hear her appologies at this precise moment. "Later." Sara shifted back, watching my path for me until it was clear of obstacles, before guiding me back to my previous seat. Harry looked rather annoyed when I got there. "That didn't look like making up." "Don't press me. I made no agreement to hash things over, only to talk to her. Which I have done. Now leave me alone." A deep frown set on his face, coloring his smooth aura with concern. "Is there something bothering you Sam?" I snapped a glare at him, making him skitter back. "I just started my first period. I'm pissed off, tried, and in pain. I'm in no mood for your prodding so if you like being around me I suggest you find another subject to talk about." His face flushed scarlet and he looked away. "Sorry... I'll ah. I'll just let you enjoy your dinner then." He said stuffing a roll into his mouth as food appeared on the table.

Feet pounded loudly behind me and Draco's strong presence tickled my mind just seconds before a hand landed on my shoulder. "Got you something. Well, had my dad pick you up something anyhow." A large box was pushed toward me and I watched it for several moments as the presence inside began sinking into my mind. The piercing female presence devlved into my mind with no effort and I finally took the box holding her, finding it was really, quite heavy. "Well, she definitely has a keen and, penetrating mind. I've never had an animal connect so quickly, let alone move into my mind. It's always been me that established that connection." Draco looked confused. "Well, that's a good thing, right?" I nodded, gently pulling the top from the box to see a bright gold and white splotched snake curled up. Deep emerald eyes shimmered up at me, as her forked tongue flicked rapidly, tasting the air. "She is beautiful! Thank you so, Draco!" He smiled, taking the box so I could pull out my new partner. "Hello there." Her sharp mind welcomed me in without hesitation and my vision shifted from Draco to her. "Greetings. What might your name be?" My eyes widened watching the shock flicker over my face. "You can speak?! I have to say I've never met a talking animal before! It's only even been in my mind!" My vision tipped slightly with her head and she licked the end of my nose. "I've not talked to a human before either. What is it you need from me, besides acting as your eyes?" I grinned, brushing under her chin, making her lean into the attention. "Well, I'm hoping to be able to use you in order to shield myself from the emotions of others. I'm quite sensitive to them and it causes a lot of anxiety from the over wash." Her scales slid smoothly against my skin as I rubbed over her body. She was probably about 5 and half to 6 feet long and quite heavy, but the instant connection was well worth the extra weight. "I will do my best at helping you. You still haven't told me your name yet." I grinned wide. "Samantha! What about you? Have you got a name?" Her smooth body slid up and around my shoulders, wrapping around me snugly. "Names are more a human thing. Though seeing as I'm going to be living with you, you may choose a name for me if it makes you feel better." A thoughtful look crossed my face before I smiled. "Sunshine! Because you're almost as bright as the sun!" Amusement weaved into my mind from her but Draco drew my attention to him. "You never told me you were a Parselmouth." I frowned, fingers stilling against Sunshine's head. "I'm not." "You were just speaking Parseltongue. I heard you." He pressed and my frown deepened. "But I wasn't... We were talking just as plain as I'm talking to you." The confusion I felt flickered to him and he carefully caught my hands when the box was set aside. "You didn't know. Sam, you weren't speaking any human language. You were speaking in Parseltongue." A heavy feeling settled into my chest as I watched him wearily. "But how can I speak in a language without knowing that I'm speaking in it?" His head shook. "I've never met a Parselmouth before so I can't tell you much. I do know it's only something from one can get from the family line of Salazar Slytherin. Which means that both your parents had to be quite accomplished in their own right. Probably best not to use that around any other students. There's still a lot fear around that gift since you know who, was a Parselmouth." My good mood fell some as I heaved a sigh. "Hey. Don't look so down. Being an heir of Slitheren is an honor some would kill for! It's a very strong family line to come from and you should be happy." Sunshine nudged into me and I petted her. "Yeah but, if anyone found out they'd treat me different. Or worse, start thinking that you know who could be my dad. I mean. It's not like I could dispute it. He's dead, and I never knew my parents... I don't want people to think I could have come from someone like that." Draco watched me firmly and I cringed away. "No one else has to know you're a Parselmouth. I'm surely not going to tell them. You know I wouldn't do anything that would cause you more stress." Breath whoshed from my lungs, as I nodded softly. "Thanks. For everything, Draco..." His chest became flush with mine as I hugged him and he wrapped his arms snugly around my back. "You're welcome." Foot falls coming this way soon brought with it the heavy presence of Professor Snape and he stopped just behind me. "Serpents are not approved pets. Get, rid, of it." Sunshine raised up, eyes drilling into Snape's even as I tried to pull her back down. "You'd do best to keep your hands to yourself unless you'd like to feel my fangs!" She hissed loudly and I finally managed to pull her back, leveling her with a glare. *You're not biting anyone! Now settle!* "I'm sorry Professor. She's already bounded herself to me. Draco got her for me as a medium as you suggested." His eyes narrowed on me and I could feel he was hiding something. "I suggested~ a cat." Was that fear? I'd never felt my Professor to be scared before but under it was the strong knowledge that it wasn't for himself. My eyes widened, realizing it was for me. Because of Sunshine... "You know... How?!" Snape drew back, watching me wearily as confusion flickered from Draco. "Know what?" I swallowed hard, watching my Professor. "He knows I'm a Parselmouth... He doesn't want me having Sunshine because he's scared I'll reveal that to everyone else." Snape set his shoulders, dark eyes tracking me circumspectly. "How could he have known when you just found out yourself?" I shook my head, trying to clear away some of the confusion. "That's exactly what I'd like to know." Draco stepped up to my side, staring down our Professor and I felt his mental shield go up between us, making me growl. "I don't make a habit of invading someone's mind without permission. I only caught that much from your concern directed toward myself that hadn't been there until I got Sunshine." Snape prowled toward me quickly and the sudden heavy imposing ebb of his magic had me matching each incoming step with my own in to other direction. The wall rushed up behind me, halting my escape as bitterly cold stone pressed against the flat of my arms. A pale hand slapped loudly against the wall and I whimpered as my Professors hot breath washed over my face this close. His free hand pressed my left back into the wall. It was hot against my skin, though I had almost expected it would be cold. "I'll say this only once. Do not think, to dig farther into this. You will do best to keep the fact you're a Parselmouth, to yourself and forget we had this conversation. No good will come of it, should, you, choose, to do other wise." A shudder ran through me as he snatched his hand away and placed several steps between us once more. My back remained adhered to the wall however as I held the hand that had been in his grip. It felt odd under my touch, one side burning with heat while the other was chilled from the stone. "I trust, we understand~ each other?" My head bobbed, watching him warily as he swept away down the hall. A shaking breath was let out and Draco finally pulled me from against the wall, looking quite shocked himself. "What the bloody hell was that about?! My father will hear about this and he won't bother you anymore, Sam!" He sneered, glaring in the direction our potions master had went. "No... I don't know what's going on but I know he was worried for me. Please don't tell anyone, Draco!" He growled, fingers tightening against my arm until my skin turned an odd purple color from lack of blood flow. "You're hurting me." He let go instantly, smoothing the bruised spot with light pets. "I'm sorry! I just!- What gives him the right to act like that?!" I shook my head. "He knows something. Something really bad about me, by the way he acts. And going by that reaction, I don't think I ever want to know what it is... I for one plan on taking his advice and putting this as far from my mind as I can. Come on. I need to relax and I'd really like to go to the lake..."

Draco POV: My eyes flicked to Samantha once more, watching her gaze out over the shimmering surface of the water. Snape's reaction to her prodding honestly had me worried for her. It had to be something quite terrible to get such a strong response from the normally stoic man. I didn't want to think it, and knew it would hurt her if she ever found out. But I couldn't help but wonder if her Parseltongue could be connected to Voldemort. After all, he had been quite skilled in speaking to snakes and it would explain how Snape knew about her being Parselmouth. That wasn't the only thing that was bothering me though. When he'd talked to her, he'd been making eye contact with Sunshine. That told me, not only did he know she spoke Parseltongue, but also that she was blind. He would have had know that she was using her as medium as well. Though, I supposed that shouldn't be a surprise since she'd gone to him for help in controlling her abilties. Still. I doubted she would have told him about her being blind. It had taken her nearly 2 years to tell Potter and it was only out of necessity that she told me when we first met. I was sure she wouldn't have if she had another option. The smooth stone in my hand was turned end for end before I threw it. It's flat face jumped against the water, creating shimmering circles of pink that danced with the suns last rays. A soft smile played with Sam's lips and I sighed, laying my hand on her's. "You're really not going to try and figure out just what Snape is hiding from you?" She shook her head, glossy black hair catching the dying light. "No. I keep a very small circle of people I trust and Snape is one of them. What ever it is, I know he has a good reason for not wanting me to know. Besides, feeling how scared he was to have me find out is plenty enough to deter me. Nothing scares him, but this secret does, and I don't ever want to know just what can do that to him..." I breathed a sigh, raising to my feet to offer her my hand. She didn't take it though. Moments stretched between us, disturbed only by the cries of waking night birds and the water lapping at the shore. "I'm scared, Draco..." A light breeze played in her hair and I lowered back down slowly. In the 3 years I'd known her, she'd never once been scared. This wasn't a panic attack caused by an overload of others emotions, or distress she'd picked from another. This was her own, and I found myself pulling her firmly into my arms. "I'm right here... I won't let anything happen to you." A smile curved her lips that was by far more resentful than happy. "You can't save me this time, Draco. What ever Snape knows is going to find me eventually. I can feel it, and when it does, I just hope I'm strong enough to endure what ever secret he's keeping..." Her hair tickled my cheek as I leaned into her, just offering as much comfort as I could. "I'll be there for you, no matter what it is he's keeping. I won't leave you face it alone. I promise." A shudder ran through her before she stood from my arms. "Its getting late. We should get back before we get in trouble for being out passed curfew." I sighed, nodding lightly as I climbed to my feet once more. "Thank you, Draco. You really have no idea how much your just being here helps." My fingers caught her's, helping to keep her balanced as we picked our way back over the rocks, heading toward the castle...

Severus POV: My eyes tracked Samantha as Malfoy helped her negotiate the rocky outcrop near the lakes edge. I had expected she would try and figure out what I was hiding but very much relieved to hear she had no interest in in such. At least I had that working for me, though that snake could prove problematic should she slip with her Parseltongue in public. Others would at least suspect what I knew she already did. She was far too smart not to make the connection even though she was doing her best not to think about it. It wouldn't take long for her to come to the truth if she were inclined to do so. Thankfully, I doubted she would put any effort into that task. At least not yet. Samantha stumbled and I had to forcefully keep myself in my spot. No matter how much time passed I couldn't help but see the same little girl that used to watch me like I was the most important thing in her world. Even back then she'd been quite adapt at making her emotions known through thoughts and feelings. Before she could even walk she had endeared herself to me. That keen little mind of her's had sank into mine, creating a bond that I hadn't even known about until I saw her ability to do the same with animals. Imprinting she called it. She'd been too young to know what she was doing back then, but it remained all the same. The drive to protect her and keep her safe. Even if I could only do so without her knowledge. My fingers tightened into a fist at my side, watching as she vanished into the castle. Just what would she do when she finally learned the truth of why she felt so strongly toward me, I wondered. Even after all these years she still remembered, not actively, no. But something in her still reconized me as someone she trusted. Pity I had betrayed it. Damp air filled my lungs to capacity before being blown back out, creating a small cloud of breath as I returned to the castle as well. I had a feeling that something was off.

Samantha POV: Draco carefully guided me down the hall, but stopped suddenly, nearly making me fall. "Father! Come on. I want you to meet my father!" He said, changing course and I fell back onto Sunshine's vision. The man at the end of the hall stopped and a house elf peeked from behind his legs. Draco picked up his pace, prompting me to do the same until we came to a stop just a few feet from him. "It's rather late for you to be roaming, Draco." He shrugged, nudging me lightly toward his father. "This is Samantha." Again he pushed me lightly but didn't like the current proximity, let alone getting closer. Something about him just rubbed me the wrong way and Sunshine picked up on it as well. She hissed at him and I smoothed down her head. "Ah, so you're the one Draco is always talking about. Lucius Malfoy." He held his hand out, taking off the black glove before holding it out to me. I really didn't want to touch him, but I didn't want to be rude either so I finally placed my hand in his, only to be yanked forward quickly. A metal snakes head loomed into view, topping a black cane and it brushed the hair from my eyes. Sunshine coiled tighter and I could feel her getting ready to strike. I yanked my hand from his, catching her just in time. "Stop it!" I snapped, realizing my mistake too late. "Malfoy! I would suggest you release that young girl. Else someone, may believe you have, less, than nobel intent." Professor Snape said stepping briskly toward us. The cane was snatched away as heavy dark blue robes swept between me and Draco's father much to my relief. "I assure you, Professor. I have nothing but the purest intentions regarding Draco's friend. I'm merely getting to know the girl that occupies so much or our conversations since he's started school. I do wonder though. Draco has never mentioned your parents. Who might they be, Miss. Reilly?" Snape side stepped between us once more when the other man looked around him at me. "I, never knew my parents." A half sneer tugged at his feathers. "Pity. Your eyes look remarkably like someone I knew quite well. Someone who died a rather, suspicious, death after putting his trust in your Professor here. But you wouldn't have any idea about that, now would you, Severus?" Snape tipped his head, walking forward until Draco's father was forced to back up or be pressed flush to him. "I assure~ you, Lucius. I haven't the faintest~ idea what, you're going on about." Malfoy lifted his head, looking at me over my Professors shoulder. "Of course not. Goodnight Draco. Samantha." His eyes lingered on me and I shifted back some. "Come Dobby." His cane smacked harshly into the elf's back and I winced. "Wait!" Malfoy turned half way, regarding me with a lifted eye brow. "Might I buy your servant?" A half amused smirk picked at his lips before the elf was kicked harshly in my direction. "He's yours." Then he just walked away without giving me a chance to pay him. It was all the same to me, I didn't much want close to him again. I sagged once he was out of view and my Professor turned to regard me. "I don't guess that that was anything you want me knowing..." Feet clipped closer before a hand fell onto my head lightly. "In time. For now you should return to your dorm. It's several minutes passed your curfew anyhow." I swallowed thickly before hugging around his waist. He felt quite surprised but carefully cradled the back of my head against his chest as I sniffled back my tears. Heat radiated from him, seeping through his clothes into me. I tightened my hold, even though he could get rid of me easy had he wished it. For a few seconds he allowed me to linger before finally pushing me firmly, yet not terribly unkindly back from him. One hand vanished into the folds of his robe, bringing out a small potions bottle shortly. "Drink this. It'll help you sleep." I nodded slowly, taking the vile from his over warm fingers. "Thank you Professor..." He inclined his head slightly and I finally forced myself to leave his side even though it was the last thing I wanted to do. Draco caught my arm, regret pulsing heavily from his aura. "I'm sorry, Sam. I had no idea." Dobby trailed after us as began walking and I knelt to pick him up. "I know Draco. Just, from now on, please don't introduce me to your family." He breathed out a heavy sigh as I unraveled my scarf from my neck and wrapped it around the small elf. His eyes grew impossibly wide but I covered his mouth before he could say anything. "Please. I really just need calm right now. You're welcome to stay with me as you wish but it won't be as my slave. Just try and keep quite if you're staying." He nodded rapidly, and I set him back onto the floor so here could do what he wished. "I should have expected that. I'm sure my father will be annoyed to find out our servant went free." A light hum filled in the silence between us. "Forgive me Draco, but I don't much care for your father. He did pick out Sunshine though, so he's got that going for him." Draco chuckled, bumping into my side as we took a corner only to run into Percy. "Roaming the halls passed curfew again, Samantha?" I sighed, dropping my head some. "Yeah. Sorry about that. We're heading back to the dorm now though." Draco glared toward him but an elbow to his side cleared it away with a huff. Finally Percy nodded. "Just make sure you make it there tonight. Last time you told me that I found you wandering around in the dungeon past midnight." Oh yeah, I surely wouldn't miss that. "No, I promise. Right to bed. Have a good evening, Percy." He inclined his head, letting us pass without any farther issues...

My books clicked against the desk lightly as I settled into my seat in McGonagall's class. Sunshine was scanning the room for the moment, taking everything in. I was quite pleased with the fact that, once settled into her mind, I couldn't feel the usual barrage of emotions. She made a very strong shield and even helped to clear away existing stress which I had yet to encounter another capable of. This felt really good and I made sure to push that along as she coiled a bit more snugly against my chest and shoulders. McGonagall stepped passed me, pausing for a moment as if doing a double take before turning fully to face me. "Miss. Reilly, I presume that you have not forgotten the rules. Not only are serpents not among the listed pets allowed here, but they aren't allowed in class. Return it to your dorm and by this weekend it will be out of the school." Sunshine hissed at her. "With all do respect, Professor. I need her with me." McGonagall tipped her head. "That wasn't a suggestion, Miss. Reilly. Remove it, or I will." She said firmly but I held my ground. "No." Frustration edged into her aura but I wasn't about to lose the calm I'd finally gotten. "Then you leave me no choice." Her wand slipped from her pocket, aiming at Sunshine and I threw my hands up to shield her. McGonagall flew back though, knocking over a desk and my hands slapped over my mouth, watching her in shock. "I'm so sorry!" She looked equally as shocked as me as I hurried to help, only to be waved off. "You'll follow me down the headmaster's office immediately!" I cringed, watching her straighten out her rumpled clothes as a mix of gasp and giggles circled the room. Sara hurried over but I held out a hand. "Don't. I don't want you getting trouble as well. Please." She whimpered, but remained where she was anyhow as I followed my Professor regretfully from the class...